Plague Doctor

Each step of the tunnel is nearly three meters long, one meter wide, and half a meter high.

Each step is a boulder, the same stone as the stone on the high wall, covered with a strange dark red fine line, like a blood vessel with blood flow. This step leads underground, and the walls on both sides and the top, a dozen meters high, are all such stones, with no traces of earth, no traces of life like fungus plants.

It's like the whole tunnel was drilled in a rock formation, and all the rocks were in one piece, but how could those rocks be so flat? Like a natural creation.

Once the team of hunters came in, they parked within 10 meters of the entrance, or 10 steps, and there was still light coming in from the outside.

Someone guarded the entrance, someone guarded the tenth order. Sheba, on the tenth step, shone a highlighting flashlight deep into the tunnel below, and what people saw was a staircase that seemed to extend indefinitely, with the visible end covered by a gradually lowering top.

They did not travel with equipment related to environmental testing, however, to perform the surgery, the patient Lim Mo, two doctors and a nurse had to take off their heavy protective clothes, otherwise no fine operation could be performed.

“Uncle Egg... I...”

Previously, the team placed several flat equipment boxes in the middle of the fifth order, then placed a dark green sterile cloth, and let Lim Mo lay flat on it.

Lin Mu Na Zhang Sven's face is already pale and his voice is becoming weak. But the morphine's working, and he's in good spirits. He also had a needle dripped with antibiotics on the back of his left hand, a Type 09 sniper rifle resting on the side against the steps, the bottle hanging on the gun's head, and the blood bag was still thawing, and he would lose again later.

Uncle Egg, Gu Jun and Zhang are all ready for surgery. First, hand sanitization is done with mineral water - washed hands are first filled with protective clothing, and if necessary, continue drinking, then put on sterile clothes, hats, masks and gloves. Although this does not guarantee sterile operation, it minimizes contamination.

“I recommend a direct amputation of the lower extremities.” Uncle Egg was never a pessimist, but this time he really didn't like Gu Jun's plan.

Lin Mo took a look at Uncle Egg, and looked at Gu Jun with perseverance. He smiled bitterly: “I also know a little bit about medicine. I know what's going on now. My life is difficult. If I get infected, I will suffer it. Spell it. I choose to spell it. Maybe it will work...”

“Fine.” Uncle Egg frowned, but respected the patient's own opinion and routinely turned to ask: “Team Xue, what do you mean? ”

“Lin Mo's life is up to him.” Sheba over there replied, "It's been less than an hour, it's been ten minutes, hurry. ”

The rest of the team were silent and face-to-face. In fact, they didn't really support Gu Jun's plan. With all this difficulty, can Uncle Egg come? And Gu Jun is just a new G-level rookie. With talent, that's just talent, right?

Gu Jun nodded to Lin Mo and did not give the patient any promises of success. He simply said the old saying: “I will do my best. ”

He thought about it and took a systematic task in his head.

[Difficult task: The cumulative contribution of individuals who complete two-star surgery (success) within three days reaches 150%. Mission Reward: 1 Karop Anatomical Knife]

Tasks accepted

“Accept mission accomplished! ”

Gu Jun's insistence on this program was also helped by the system: the success or failure of a surgery was judged in the Surgical Career List.

Until now, the mysterious power of the system is the ability to accurately determine, which also gives him vital intelligence at this time.

If the surgery is complete, the result is shown as a “failure”, then it is not too late to amputate this right leg.

In an urgent situation, under the command of Uncle Egg, the four members of the team came and put on masks, each holding a highlighting flashlight from four directions to the surgery department, forming a simple shadowless light effect, reducing shadow interference, and giving the two doctors a reasonable field of surgery.

Yet Xianning, Yang Henan and other firepower outputs are still on both sides of the tail, ready to fight.

“You have 48 minutes.” Sheba shouted, not to put pressure on them, but the time must be clear.

Gu Jun opened his hands and the sense of urgency of rubber gloves was putting him in a state of urgency.

He felt that the stones around him had turned into bright walls in the operating room, with a cantilever system with shadowless lights above and an electric hydraulic operating bed below...

No matter how harsh the conditions, this is an operation.

Let's get started.

The next fireman has put mineral water, sterilization kits and other surgical equipment next to him.

Uncle Egg asked for a skin stitcher and clicked directly to pin some bleeding spots on Lim Mo's left lower limb to reduce the bleeding. Why is this leg cut off? Uncle Egg nailed it and left it alone. He turned to work with Gu Jun against the right lower limb.

The right lower limb has minor thigh injuries, with only four giant bug toothprint wounds on the front and rear; lower leg and foot injuries are severe, with more than a dozen wounds.

At the beginning of the surgery, Uncle Egg was in charge of the thigh, and only yesterday did 13 hours of Gu Jun in charge of the calf, separating and operating simultaneously.

Water is very precious now, but the wound needs to be cleaned before surgery can be performed, both of which save water to a minimum.

“Cotton.” Gu Jun took the sterile cotton handed over by Zhang Fireman and bent over to soak up the blood water. Through the light and hook, he could clearly see this worm-like parasite in the wound on the lower leg of the salmon muscle, which was covered like a rotten maggot.

They creep slightly, phasing into the surrounding tissue… some of them are already halfway into the flesh.

The scene frowned all around the teammates with flashlights, and the weird bugs were drilling their hearts.

“It is indeed a submarine giant parasite.” Gu Jun said, but was very happy to see this ugly thing.

This means that Lin Mo was really a submarine giant, these larvae were sputtered out of the mouth of giant insects at the moment of bite, they did not migrate at the beginning, so there would be none in deep tissue, and the cysts had not formed yet, as long as the shallow insects were removed.

“Surgical shears.” After receiving the surgical cut, Gu Jun snapped a bug into the wound and pulled it out and placed it in the stainless steel vessel next to him. The feeling of no adhesion tells him that the insects are not yet on their feet, and most should be able to clip them off directly. That's good, that's good.

He clipped one, went immediately to clip another, and cut the tissue together if it couldn't move.

Several members of the surrounding team were watching carefully, and saw that Gu Jun's hands and feet were very smooth, clamped off, or cut off, and looked at Uncle Egg...

They don't get it. Why does Gu Jun operate faster than Uncle Egg? Is there something special going on with Uncle Egg?

“Huh?” Uncle Egg looked at it, but couldn't help but be surprised. Why is this kid so skilled... so slippery?